Chapter 573: The Dragon Has Reversed Scales, It Will Be Angry When Touched
When King Zhenyu Ming resisted the Netherworld Wolf, the Taizhen Liangyi Sword also hit Lang Fei. However, when two flying swords, one gray and one white, hit him, a green light suddenly appeared around his body, and then on his body surface
A layer of thunder armor emerged.
Although the middle-grade spiritual weapon was powerful, it could only be used by two female cultivators in the late stages of Qi Transformation. The gray and white sword light barely penetrated the thunder armor, making it difficult to advance any further.
At this moment, the Yuqiang sun umbrella had flown three feet above Lang Fei's head, and its wings opened, shooting down one after another frost-white icy light.
Although the silver umbrella was powerful, the cold fog was thick, and the freezing air was filled, a purple bead under the umbrella refracted all the cold light. The clouds in the night sky were stirred by the cold air, and suddenly turned into pieces of snow.
Fell into the mundane world.
The Priceless Pearl is difficult for Langfei to activate, but he can use it as a shield. Let alone Yu Qiang's Sunshade Umbrella, which can't hurt it, even Fuxi's Bagua Mirror will be at a disadvantage.
Master Tiankong, the master of the Divine Wind Sect, stared blankly at the purple bead within the scope of his spiritual consciousness. No matter what method he used, no matter how much real energy he spent, the bead was still floating quietly above Lang Fei's head.
, there has not been the slightest change from beginning to end.
Just when all the Shenfeng Sect members were injured and dumbfounded, Lang Fei maintained the "Underworld Destruction" with one hand, and actually pointed his finger in the air with the other hand, shooting a purple-green lightning towards Yu Qiang's sun umbrella.
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In an instant, thunder and silver light illuminated the entire sky, and the night receded, revealing the blue sky and white clouds again.
At the same moment, Master Tiankong groaned, with a bright red color on his face. The attack power of the thunder spell that the young man in white had just used was powerful enough to compare with a full blow from a low-grade spiritual weapon.
Not long after Master Tiankong's muffled groan came out, two miserable groans were heard again. But it was Ling Kong and Long Kong who were also knocked away by the bloodthirsty demon sword and the Lei Zu sword, Tai Zhen Liang Yi sword.
After neutralizing all the slightly threatening attacks, Lang Fei turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bai'er, who was fighting an equal battle with the Nether Wolf. He frowned, then his eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly: "Here!"
I'm broken!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huangquanhai suddenly became even more crazy, and the spiraling tide tightened the entire floating island. As they set sail, under the horrified eyes of Tiankong and others, Taiyi Tianxun formed a barrier
It started to become chaotic.
The originally orderly kamikaze like flowing water began to turn under the pressure of Huangquan. Under its influence, more and more kamikaze became manic.
In just a few breaths, the entire floating island shook, and then slowly fell downwards.
Under the pressure of Huangquan, he couldn't even maintain the momentum of being suspended in the air! At this moment, Venerable Qihang, the supreme elder of the Divine Wind Sect, seemed to feel the end of the world. He roared again and again, madly facing the Zhongxuan Palace and Hanwu
They shouted from the direction of the palace: "Han Kong, Xiangkong, what are you doing? Even if it costs your lives, you must maintain the formation for me. And Dongkong, what are you doing? Why are Beimang Demon Sect still here?"
Didn't you send anyone?"
No one answered the direction of Chongxuan Hall. In fact, there was no need for Venerable Qihang to give orders. Dozens of immortals, including Han Kong and Xiang Kong, were already fighting for their lives. They didn’t even have the energy to speak. But even if it was a large formation,
They had been pushed to the extreme that they could reach, but they were still slowly disintegrating under the pressure of Huang Quan.
Not long after Master Qihang's voice disappeared, a reply came from the direction of Hanwu Palace. However, the voice of the old Taoist Dongkong who answered was like mourning. "Uncle Qihang, the communication array has failed. Even... even...
The teleportation array is useless."
"What?" After hearing the reply from the old Taoist Dongkong, Master Qihang's face turned pale. What the hell is this thing that wraps the Divine Wind Palace? It can actually restrain the power of space.
Not only Master Qihang heard the words of Master Dongkong, but also the Qi Transformation Immortals around him heard them clearly. The fear in the eyes of Tiankong, Lingkong, Longkong and others was once again amplified, and
When the five monks who were using low-grade spiritual weapons were frightened, Xiao Bai'er seized the opportunity, and the green and red thunder swept all the way from the center of the wind dragon whirlpool.
"Puff, puff, puff..." Five blood arrows spurted out almost at the same time. As if to prove what it means to add insult to injury, the divine wind barrier finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed instantly like a torn plate.
The strong wind is like a knife, and the divine wind is like lightning. The pervasive Xun wind is like a violent beast. Even the Qi Transformation monk's true energy shield cannot resist that trace of wind. That ball of wind is like a violent god.
Like thunder, even the mountain tops were cut off by it, and even the palaces were destroyed by it.
"What is this? Ah!" "Run!" "We are done! We are done!" "No! No! Please, let me go...let me go...ah!"...
The endless screams, the silver wind and the bright red blood. The fairy palace-like floating island turned into Shura Hell in the blink of an eye. Running out was death, hiding in the palace was death, and even hiding in the belly of the mountain, there was no way to escape.
Escape from the fate of death.
Seeing the people around him being dismembered by the wind blade one after another, even Ling Kong and Long Kong could not escape the end of being torn apart, Master Tiankong was frightened. As the master of the Shenfeng Sect, he has experienced strong winds and waves.
He has seen great scenes in the world, but he never thought that the Shenfeng Sect, the first sect in Yan and Huang, would be what it is today.
No matter how big the ship is, it will eventually hit the rocks, and no matter how strong the fortress is, it will eventually collapse.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn you little beast! Little bastard! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!
"Hmph! If you want to be a ghost, you must first ask the ghosts who died at your hands if they agree."
This was the last sound that Master Tiankong heard before he died. What took away his life was not some violent divine wind, but the hellish underworld that was pressing down like a tsunami.
The divine wind passed by, taking away countless sinful lives with blood-stained hands, and then the underworld rushed, washing away the endless sins hidden in the fairy palace.
The floating island was slowly descending. After the Taiyi Heavenly Sunda Formation collapsed, the Kamikaze Heavenly Palace, which was supposed to fall like a meteor, slowly fell under the wrap of the Yellow Spring Sea. Lang Fei did not pity these executioners, he wanted to protect those who were there.
The lives on the Yanhuang Continent are desperately breathing and trying to live. This should be their own world, and there should be no "immortals" and no need.
The water of Huangquan is like a barrier of time and space, cutting off the connection between the floating island and the outside world. Although Qingxia, Yuancha, and Wuyinzi cannot hear the screams coming from it, nor can they see the frightening scenes.
But one can guess the fate of the Kamikaze disciples among them.
The old woman Yuan Cha stared blankly at Lang Fei's back. The resentment in her eyes was now gone, replaced by deep fear. She came from the Beimang Demon Sect, and indeed, in many cases, she acted like a demon.
, but the young man in white clothes in the distance is even more crazy than them.
Mortals, in their eyes, are ants, fish and meat that can be slaughtered at will. Taking living souls to practice spells, taking blood and energy as sacrifices to refine magic treasures... all these things are nothing more than ordinary things in the eyes of the old woman of Yuancha. It's just a village, not at all.
She can't afford to be so angry. As far as she is concerned, the number of mortals who have died by her hands is no less than a hundred thousand. Do you still regret and feel guilty after trampling on a few ants?
When she was in the small town, the woman had taken care of her food, and the little one had called her grandma. But to her, a cultivator of immortality, this was more of a humiliation than a sign of respect. Just mortals, you too
match?
Think about the Tai Chi Sword Sect, which is known as the authentic sect of Xuanmen. Isn't it also aloof and treating mortals as nothing? Last time, the Beimang Demon Sect went to Lingju Star to collect Zihe chariots to refine the blood of the early Yuan Dynasty. Later, the Tai Chi Sword Sect discovered it and finally returned it.
Didn't the headmaster brother promise some benefits, so they turned a blind eye and allowed the Beimang Demon Sect to act? Even the Fangcun Holy Sect had this view? Otherwise, how could Taoism and demons coexist.
But the scene in front of her completely overturned her thoughts. For the sake of a few lives, he actually came to fight against the Kamikaze Gate. Looking at the ferocity with which he moved his hands, it seemed that these people in front of her were just cattle, and those
Mortals are his kind.
If the people of the Demon Sect are the demons in the world, then this kid is the demon-hunting Shura in purgatory. The old woman Yuan Cha glanced at the figure in white in the distance, and then at her broken arm. As a demon cultivator, she
A chill arose in my heart.
What is different from this is the attitude of Wu Yinzi. This Taoist priest in coir raincoat is an overseas casual cultivator. Compared with the superior sects of aristocratic families, he can better understand the difficulties of cultivating immortals and the difficulty of life. This is precisely why
After knowing that the Kamikaze Gate had launched a wave of beasts to restrain the living souls, he tried his best to secretly save Niu Jian and others.
Just because they treated mortals like pigs and dogs and slaughtered them at will, just to collect thirty-six living soul beads to please the Beimang Demon Sect. The Shenfeng Sect that had stood on the Yanhuang Star for hundreds of thousands of years was actually wiped out.
From Lang Fei's back, Wuyuanzi could not see the arrogance of the immortal or the ruthlessness of the demon. Not far in front of him, there was a person standing there! A person of flesh and blood!
As for Fairy Qingxia, the expression on her face is still so calm. She slaughtered Jinzhong Mountain in a rage, rode alone to wipe out Lei Di Mountain, and now overturned the Divine Wind Sect with one hand. Fairy Qingxia accompanied him all the way, and for
No one understands his character and principles of life better than she does. Xiaoyun can't do it, Chu Hailan can't do it, Xue Ya and Fang Qinghan can't do it either.
The dragon has reverse scales, which will cause anger if touched!